Joy....
Sadness....
Freedom....
Confinement....
Love....
Hate....
Life....
Death....
Light....
Darkness....
So much....Darkness. I need an escape from this, I need to be released from it. Won't someone help me? Won't someone come and find me? I'm so alone....I need help....Please help me....
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I slowly opened my eyes. I was hurting all over, in every part of my body. It was even hard to breath, kind of like when someone gets the breath knocked out of them but I just couldn't catch it. I turned to move, that was a nice mistake. I chest practically exploded in pain, I wanted to scream but nothing came out. My throat was really dry...
I heard someone next to me, she sounded frantic. "Oh my god! Strife, are you awake??"
I ever so slightly nodded my head, she got the signal.
"Oh, I'm so glad." She ran over to me as if to put her arms around me but stopped. Maybe I looked worse then I felt....If that was possible. At least I knew who it was. Jess.
"Do you need some water?"
Yes, god yes!! I moved my head again, just as lightly as before. She went to grab a water bottle then squirted some of it's contents into my mouth. Oh there were no words to describe the joy I got from that one swig of water. It was so wonderful, amazing, fantastic!! I felt better already! Well, not really.....
Jess stood over me and looked at my face. "Strife, you've been out for about a day. We're going to a nearby planet to get you some medical help. Luckily Mel was able to fix you up a lot."
Fix me up? Why? How bad was I hurt? After the drink I got a little while ago I was now able to talk. "How bad off am I?"
"Well, you got a minor concussion from the whack to your head and you were shot five times in the chest."
Five times?! Holy crap! How did I survive? "How....Am I still....Here?"
"I'm not really sure. Call it a miracle, if you want. But you just better be glad for Melfina and Aisha. They're the ones who took the bullets out of you and kept you alive."
Man....I was actually alive. And thanks to a miracle......Stupid twisted fate.... "How about....Everyone else?"
"Well, Kitty's fine. All she had were some bumps on the body, she got off lucky. Aisha's pretty weak. She wasn't hurt THAT badly but her age won't let her recover as quickly as us. Of course she's been saying there's nothing wrong with her at all. There's that C'tarl pride....Mel got a serious concussion from her attack as well and a whole hell of a lot of broken bones. She's been in her tube this whole time. A while back we modified it to second as a regeneration chamber just in case Gene, my dad, or I got really hurt....But the healing only seems to work on Mel. Ah well, still glad it's there. The boy isn't looking to good though, he was on life support since the minute you brought him in here. We called his parents to meet the ship so we could drop him off to them. It took about fourteen hours for them to reach us he was still in a critical situation after they took him. We told them to keep us updated on his status. They also wanted us to tell you that there aren't big enough words in any language for them to use to thank you. You really turned out to be a hero this time, Strife."
I smiled....Crap even that hurt. "So.....What about....You?"
She laughed which was slightly muffled. "I'll live. I have a broken arm and a fractured leg. That's not the worst part though. I have cuts and soars allll over my body."
I looked over at her. She was covered from head to toe in gaws. My fist clenched....God those horrible people.
"So....Where are we going?"
"There's a planet called Galactica a couple light-years away. Very few people actually live on it but from what Gillium can tell, their technology is way ahead of anyone else...."
Galactica. I've heard of that place. But just rumors. It was originally inhabited by a race that no one ever heard of. They were said to be very weak physically but have powerful minds. Some even think they mastered ESP. Unfortunately no one would ever find out. They were said to be have been wiped out when space travel became a common thing. Now few people live on the lonely rock, even less know it exists. So now I wondered....If barely anyone lived there then how could their technology be so advanced?
I tried to sit up, forgetting about the new formed holes in my chest. I sighed, just now remembering why they were there to begin with.
"Those people."
Jess was one step ahead of me. "There were some goons hired by Trak to kill us before we got away. Luckily you stopped them before that could happen..." She paused for a moment. Remembering what exactly I looked like after getting shot, most likely. She finally went on. "Anyway, Gillium did find a bug. It took awhile but we deactivated it. Hopefully we don't encounter them ever again....."
"When can I get out of this bed?"
"When you start to feel better, I suppose."
"I feel better now...."
I tried to sit up but Jess pushed my back down. "Oh no you don't. You've been resting a day. The only time you're getting up is when you get to the planet."
I sighed, so now I was confined to a bed. Just great.
"Ok, Strife. I'm going to go so you can get some rest before we get there." She headed for the door but stopped in front of it. "Oh...And um, about the things I said back there on that station..."
She paused.
"Don't worry about it. You weren't thinking straight, I understand."
"No, actually I....Uh, well yeah actually that was it....Just kind of confused. See ya, Strife."
After that she bolted from my room. Quicker then I expected, like she was trying to hide something from me. Hmmm, wonder what was up....Ah well, not like it mattered. Plus I was too busy falling into a sound sleep to even care.
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Death is a horrific thing. No one knows how bad it is until they're starring it right in the face. I've stared down death more times then I wanted to. I guess death thought I was getting a little jaded so it needed to show me that it must still be feared. Well after getting shot five times and surviving, I am sure as hell afraid of it now...
I finally realized it but I'm not immortal and to add to that point, I'm so young. I'm only eighteen, I haven't experienced things that normal people have. My life has always been filled with some kind of danger, I never could just relax and take it easy. Sometimes I wonder what I would do it I wasn't some Outlaw taking big risks. Would I lead a normal, calm life? Would I settle down and get married? Have some kids? Pass my lineage on to the next generation....The thought of me having a 'normal' life scared me more then death does.
The rush of my life is what kept me going, it's what keeps me alive. But then I think of a major counterpoint. The brave die young. I didn't want to die, I wanted to live a full life....But I also needed that rush....
Maybe if I wasn't born into this life I wouldn't be thinking this way. Maybe if I was born into a normal family then this normal life stuff would be the thing for me....But no, I was put into this. The life of survival of the fittest. Kill or be killed. When you live a life like mine you see a lot of things, but none of the things you want to see. You do a lot of things, but none of the things you want to do.
This whole universe was sent to hell. No one was free to do what they wanted, because of that more kids would have to grow up the same way I did only to die young.
It took a lot of thought, eighteen years to be exact, but now I know what I'm actually fighting for. It's not just to change the galaxy. It's to make life better for every single person that ever lived, living, and who are yet to be born. If I must loose my own life to make this possible then so be it. The lives of the many outweigh the lives of the few.
Hmph....Guess what? I no longer fear death, now you may say I welcome it. Now I'm not only looking it dead on in it's cold, void eyes but now I laugh at it's pitiful attempt to keep me down. I think I'm finally becoming the person I've been saying I was.....
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I woke up to a voice accompanied by a shake of my shoulder.
"Strife, get up dammit. How long am I going to have to yell at you?"
I turned to the voice, expecting Jess. All I got was Kitty, ah well, she worked too.
"Hey, Kitty. I heard you were the luckiest out of everyone here."
"Heh, damn straight. But that's not important right now. We landed on Galactica, we've got this comfy little wheelchair to carry your ass out there."
She helped me up and into the wheelchair. I was not able to see all the little do-dads that were covering my body. Man, there were machines that I didn't know existed just sitting there in my room.
It took some time and effort to actually get my body off the ship. It was pretty funny, actually. Four hurt females trying to get a very badly beaten guy down a ladder and out a door. I don't how we did but we finally got my crippled ass down onto solid ground.
We were greeted by a tall and very well groomed man. If there was anything that could picture the vision of 'Clean and tidy' he was it.
"Greetings, I am Malashar. Welcome to Galactica."
Jess stepped up. "Yeah, um, we're the ones that called you before. You said you had some things that could heal us."
"Oh yes, then you all must be the crew of the Outlaw Star. Please, come with me."
Melfina pushed me in the direction of where the man was talking us. I started to wonder why I was in a wheelchair to begin with. I could have probably walked it I tried....Maybe....
As we followed him I started to see just what kind of city we were in. I was in pure awe. The whole place, from every tall, rounded house to every flying car, (yes I said flying cars!!) seemed to be pulled straight from some Sci-Fi movies. It was so amazing, it was like I was actually in one of those movies! See, now THIS is what all the places in the universe should look like.
Malashar directed us to this tube looking thing, it kind of looked like a phone booth. He said it was a transporter, it would take us to anywhere in the city. As everyone got in I could actually see how roomy it was. Man, these guys are really living in a high life style.
Malashar hit some buttons near the door of the transporter. A flash of light came from the roof and covered the every inch of space in that tube. A second later it was gone, letting us see the new place we were in. To my surprise we were inside some kind of facility, it almost looked like a huge libratory.....And yes, it also looked like something straight out of a Sci- Fi movie.
"My assistances shall take you to our recover chambers. There you will stay until your bodies are full healed."
Jess looked at Malashar. "Are you serious? That's all it'll take for us to be one-hundred percent?"
"Yes, is there a problem?"
"Whoa, nope. No problem at all. Let's just hurry to these chambers."
Malashar called over a couple of his assistances, one for ever one of us. The one who was with me wheeled my over to some glass jar, kind of like the thing Mel floats in on the Outlaw Star. He carefully helped me up and into the chamber. NOW I knew why I had that wheelchair, every inch of my body was pulsating in pain, I couldn't stand another second of it. The man strapped me to some machines and soon the jar started to fill with some blue liquid. As it climbed up my body it numbed the parts it touched. Started with my toes, to my legs, waist, arms, and then head. When it reached my head I couldn't resist the urge to sleep.
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How many people get a second chance at life? How many people get that chance only to blow it again. Was my luck started to turn? I was kept alive when by all means I should be dead and now I'm being fully recovered by some people I didn't even know. Why were they helping us anyways? Why did Jess tell them? I didn't care, I was granted a new lease on life. I couldn't let it slip away again.
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I woke in a soft bed, staring at the ceiling. I pulled myself into a sitting position and looked over my body to make sure I was really healed. I couldn't believe it, I was actually one-hundred better, in fact I felt better then ever. To add to my renewed health I also saw that I was as naked as a jail-bird. Fortunately my clothes were in plain view along with my weapons....How'd they get here?
I shrugged then got dressed, attaching all my accessories to where the needed to be.
I heard some kind of bell come from my door, then saw it open. The man that had helped me before came in. "Master Malashar would like your presence in his main quarters."
What? Why me? Oh well, guess I'd find out. I followed him out of the room and to Malashar's quarters. As I passed by other people they seemed to look out me with the strangest faces. Guess it was my raggedy outfit, it wasn't screaming with 'peaceful visitor.'
I walked into the quarters and saw Malashar sitting at a desk. He motioned for his assistant to leave then asked me to sit down in the chair across from him.
"Is there a reason you called me down?" I asked him after I sat.
"Yes, there is. Your friend Jessica has informed me that you have this 'dream', if you will, to turn this galaxy into a better place. Is that true?"
"Um, yes I suppose it is."
"Would this also include protecting those that cannot protect themselves."
I smiled, this answer was going to be best thing I ever said in my life....Aside from saying I'm an Outlaw, that is. "Absolutely ."
"Good, then I am requesting your help in a difficult matter of ours."
"Ok, what's the problem?"
"A unit of the space forces has been harassing us to make them powerful weapons that they could use to defeat Ka-Shinta. Now we are very peaceful by nature. So much so that not one weapon has ever been brought so this planet. We even find them sac-religious."
Man, no wonder people looked at me funny. I was toting around three deadly firearms....I must have been these people's devil or something....No wait, The Forces seemed to cover that job just fine.
"Now because we have refused for so long, the Supreme Commander of the Space Forces is going to personally come to our planet. I know that if he comes he will force us to make the weapons. He will even start to kill our people. In our state we are utterly defenseless. Please, you must help us."
No way, me against the Space Forces?! Well, I was already up against Ka- Shinta and the biggest group of Outlaws. Might was well go for the Triple Crown.
"Sure, alright. Just leave it to me and my crew. After we're done those Forces scum won't step a foot here ever again."
Malashar smiled wider then anything I seen. "Thank you so very much. If your words are true then the entire planet of Galactica will be in your debt."
"Hey, it's no problem. We're here to help. Do you know were my crew is?"
"Yes, they are in the recreational room. It is only down the hall way. You should be able to find it."
"Thank you, See you later."
I walked out a down the hall way. Jess was the first one to say hi, I just glared at her. "You told them we could help?"
She looked like a two year old whose hand was caught in the cookie jar. "It was the only thing I could think of that would let us use there healing things!"
"Do you even know what you got us into?! We have to defend an entire planet!"
"W-What? He didn't tell me about that."
"Well he told me. He said the Supreme Commander of the Space Forces is coming down with some help to force these guys to make some weapons and if not then BAM! No more planet! God, Jess. Don't you ever think?!"
"I was thinking, Strife! I was thinking about you and how you needed some help!! Couldn't you at least be a little grateful that I went through this for you? You didn't even say thank you, you just started running your mouth! God!!"
She stormed out of the room, pushing me into a nearby wall....Great, now what do I do? Why was I only thinking about myself? She really did save my life by getting me here. She also stayed on the bridge while we were leaving Mezadye to make sure I made it on safely....She whole time she's been thinking of me. Why couldn't I do the same for her?
I sat on a couch next to a window. Kitty came up next to me. "Just so you know, She was stressing for the whole day you were out. She never left your room. I'm going to go see if she's ok, you sit here and think about what you did."
Mel and Aisha followed her as she left. I sighed.....Women.....
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Author's note: Ok, there it is. It's not great but it's here. You'll learn more about Galactica and their involvement with the Space Forces in the next chapter. You'll also meet the main antagonist of the Forces side. Well, that's it then. Strife has powerful people from all thee sides pissed off at him. Can he still pull off the impossible and save this universe?!?! Hell yeah!!!
And yes, more main characters will join my story.There's even one more crewman that need to join. I'll have to think about the mcdougles though.
"Good reading equals good times." I'm out.
Sadness....
Freedom....
Confinement....
Love....
Hate....
Life....
Death....
Light....
Darkness....
So much....Darkness. I need an escape from this, I need to be released from it. Won't someone help me? Won't someone come and find me? I'm so alone....I need help....Please help me....
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I slowly opened my eyes. I was hurting all over, in every part of my body. It was even hard to breath, kind of like when someone gets the breath knocked out of them but I just couldn't catch it. I turned to move, that was a nice mistake. I chest practically exploded in pain, I wanted to scream but nothing came out. My throat was really dry...
I heard someone next to me, she sounded frantic. "Oh my god! Strife, are you awake??"
I ever so slightly nodded my head, she got the signal.
"Oh, I'm so glad." She ran over to me as if to put her arms around me but stopped. Maybe I looked worse then I felt....If that was possible. At least I knew who it was. Jess.
"Do you need some water?"
Yes, god yes!! I moved my head again, just as lightly as before. She went to grab a water bottle then squirted some of it's contents into my mouth. Oh there were no words to describe the joy I got from that one swig of water. It was so wonderful, amazing, fantastic!! I felt better already! Well, not really.....
Jess stood over me and looked at my face. "Strife, you've been out for about a day. We're going to a nearby planet to get you some medical help. Luckily Mel was able to fix you up a lot."
Fix me up? Why? How bad was I hurt? After the drink I got a little while ago I was now able to talk. "How bad off am I?"
"Well, you got a minor concussion from the whack to your head and you were shot five times in the chest."
Five times?! Holy crap! How did I survive? "How....Am I still....Here?"
"I'm not really sure. Call it a miracle, if you want. But you just better be glad for Melfina and Aisha. They're the ones who took the bullets out of you and kept you alive."
Man....I was actually alive. And thanks to a miracle......Stupid twisted fate.... "How about....Everyone else?"
"Well, Kitty's fine. All she had were some bumps on the body, she got off lucky. Aisha's pretty weak. She wasn't hurt THAT badly but her age won't let her recover as quickly as us. Of course she's been saying there's nothing wrong with her at all. There's that C'tarl pride....Mel got a serious concussion from her attack as well and a whole hell of a lot of broken bones. She's been in her tube this whole time. A while back we modified it to second as a regeneration chamber just in case Gene, my dad, or I got really hurt....But the healing only seems to work on Mel. Ah well, still glad it's there. The boy isn't looking to good though, he was on life support since the minute you brought him in here. We called his parents to meet the ship so we could drop him off to them. It took about fourteen hours for them to reach us he was still in a critical situation after they took him. We told them to keep us updated on his status. They also wanted us to tell you that there aren't big enough words in any language for them to use to thank you. You really turned out to be a hero this time, Strife."
I smiled....Crap even that hurt. "So.....What about....You?"
She laughed which was slightly muffled. "I'll live. I have a broken arm and a fractured leg. That's not the worst part though. I have cuts and soars allll over my body."
I looked over at her. She was covered from head to toe in gaws. My fist clenched....God those horrible people.
"So....Where are we going?"
"There's a planet called Galactica a couple light-years away. Very few people actually live on it but from what Gillium can tell, their technology is way ahead of anyone else...."
Galactica. I've heard of that place. But just rumors. It was originally inhabited by a race that no one ever heard of. They were said to be very weak physically but have powerful minds. Some even think they mastered ESP. Unfortunately no one would ever find out. They were said to be have been wiped out when space travel became a common thing. Now few people live on the lonely rock, even less know it exists. So now I wondered....If barely anyone lived there then how could their technology be so advanced?
I tried to sit up, forgetting about the new formed holes in my chest. I sighed, just now remembering why they were there to begin with.
"Those people."
Jess was one step ahead of me. "There were some goons hired by Trak to kill us before we got away. Luckily you stopped them before that could happen..." She paused for a moment. Remembering what exactly I looked like after getting shot, most likely. She finally went on. "Anyway, Gillium did find a bug. It took awhile but we deactivated it. Hopefully we don't encounter them ever again....."
"When can I get out of this bed?"
"When you start to feel better, I suppose."
"I feel better now...."
I tried to sit up but Jess pushed my back down. "Oh no you don't. You've been resting a day. The only time you're getting up is when you get to the planet."
I sighed, so now I was confined to a bed. Just great.
"Ok, Strife. I'm going to go so you can get some rest before we get there." She headed for the door but stopped in front of it. "Oh...And um, about the things I said back there on that station..."
She paused.
"Don't worry about it. You weren't thinking straight, I understand."
"No, actually I....Uh, well yeah actually that was it....Just kind of confused. See ya, Strife."
After that she bolted from my room. Quicker then I expected, like she was trying to hide something from me. Hmmm, wonder what was up....Ah well, not like it mattered. Plus I was too busy falling into a sound sleep to even care.
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Death is a horrific thing. No one knows how bad it is until they're starring it right in the face. I've stared down death more times then I wanted to. I guess death thought I was getting a little jaded so it needed to show me that it must still be feared. Well after getting shot five times and surviving, I am sure as hell afraid of it now...
I finally realized it but I'm not immortal and to add to that point, I'm so young. I'm only eighteen, I haven't experienced things that normal people have. My life has always been filled with some kind of danger, I never could just relax and take it easy. Sometimes I wonder what I would do it I wasn't some Outlaw taking big risks. Would I lead a normal, calm life? Would I settle down and get married? Have some kids? Pass my lineage on to the next generation....The thought of me having a 'normal' life scared me more then death does.
The rush of my life is what kept me going, it's what keeps me alive. But then I think of a major counterpoint. The brave die young. I didn't want to die, I wanted to live a full life....But I also needed that rush....
Maybe if I wasn't born into this life I wouldn't be thinking this way. Maybe if I was born into a normal family then this normal life stuff would be the thing for me....But no, I was put into this. The life of survival of the fittest. Kill or be killed. When you live a life like mine you see a lot of things, but none of the things you want to see. You do a lot of things, but none of the things you want to do.
This whole universe was sent to hell. No one was free to do what they wanted, because of that more kids would have to grow up the same way I did only to die young.
It took a lot of thought, eighteen years to be exact, but now I know what I'm actually fighting for. It's not just to change the galaxy. It's to make life better for every single person that ever lived, living, and who are yet to be born. If I must loose my own life to make this possible then so be it. The lives of the many outweigh the lives of the few.
Hmph....Guess what? I no longer fear death, now you may say I welcome it. Now I'm not only looking it dead on in it's cold, void eyes but now I laugh at it's pitiful attempt to keep me down. I think I'm finally becoming the person I've been saying I was.....
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I woke up to a voice accompanied by a shake of my shoulder.
"Strife, get up dammit. How long am I going to have to yell at you?"
I turned to the voice, expecting Jess. All I got was Kitty, ah well, she worked too.
"Hey, Kitty. I heard you were the luckiest out of everyone here."
"Heh, damn straight. But that's not important right now. We landed on Galactica, we've got this comfy little wheelchair to carry your ass out there."
She helped me up and into the wheelchair. I was not able to see all the little do-dads that were covering my body. Man, there were machines that I didn't know existed just sitting there in my room.
It took some time and effort to actually get my body off the ship. It was pretty funny, actually. Four hurt females trying to get a very badly beaten guy down a ladder and out a door. I don't how we did but we finally got my crippled ass down onto solid ground.
We were greeted by a tall and very well groomed man. If there was anything that could picture the vision of 'Clean and tidy' he was it.
"Greetings, I am Malashar. Welcome to Galactica."
Jess stepped up. "Yeah, um, we're the ones that called you before. You said you had some things that could heal us."
"Oh yes, then you all must be the crew of the Outlaw Star. Please, come with me."
Melfina pushed me in the direction of where the man was talking us. I started to wonder why I was in a wheelchair to begin with. I could have probably walked it I tried....Maybe....
As we followed him I started to see just what kind of city we were in. I was in pure awe. The whole place, from every tall, rounded house to every flying car, (yes I said flying cars!!) seemed to be pulled straight from some Sci-Fi movies. It was so amazing, it was like I was actually in one of those movies! See, now THIS is what all the places in the universe should look like.
Malashar directed us to this tube looking thing, it kind of looked like a phone booth. He said it was a transporter, it would take us to anywhere in the city. As everyone got in I could actually see how roomy it was. Man, these guys are really living in a high life style.
Malashar hit some buttons near the door of the transporter. A flash of light came from the roof and covered the every inch of space in that tube. A second later it was gone, letting us see the new place we were in. To my surprise we were inside some kind of facility, it almost looked like a huge libratory.....And yes, it also looked like something straight out of a Sci- Fi movie.
"My assistances shall take you to our recover chambers. There you will stay until your bodies are full healed."
Jess looked at Malashar. "Are you serious? That's all it'll take for us to be one-hundred percent?"
"Yes, is there a problem?"
"Whoa, nope. No problem at all. Let's just hurry to these chambers."
Malashar called over a couple of his assistances, one for ever one of us. The one who was with me wheeled my over to some glass jar, kind of like the thing Mel floats in on the Outlaw Star. He carefully helped me up and into the chamber. NOW I knew why I had that wheelchair, every inch of my body was pulsating in pain, I couldn't stand another second of it. The man strapped me to some machines and soon the jar started to fill with some blue liquid. As it climbed up my body it numbed the parts it touched. Started with my toes, to my legs, waist, arms, and then head. When it reached my head I couldn't resist the urge to sleep.
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How many people get a second chance at life? How many people get that chance only to blow it again. Was my luck started to turn? I was kept alive when by all means I should be dead and now I'm being fully recovered by some people I didn't even know. Why were they helping us anyways? Why did Jess tell them? I didn't care, I was granted a new lease on life. I couldn't let it slip away again.
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I woke in a soft bed, staring at the ceiling. I pulled myself into a sitting position and looked over my body to make sure I was really healed. I couldn't believe it, I was actually one-hundred better, in fact I felt better then ever. To add to my renewed health I also saw that I was as naked as a jail-bird. Fortunately my clothes were in plain view along with my weapons....How'd they get here?
I shrugged then got dressed, attaching all my accessories to where the needed to be.
I heard some kind of bell come from my door, then saw it open. The man that had helped me before came in. "Master Malashar would like your presence in his main quarters."
What? Why me? Oh well, guess I'd find out. I followed him out of the room and to Malashar's quarters. As I passed by other people they seemed to look out me with the strangest faces. Guess it was my raggedy outfit, it wasn't screaming with 'peaceful visitor.'
I walked into the quarters and saw Malashar sitting at a desk. He motioned for his assistant to leave then asked me to sit down in the chair across from him.
"Is there a reason you called me down?" I asked him after I sat.
"Yes, there is. Your friend Jessica has informed me that you have this 'dream', if you will, to turn this galaxy into a better place. Is that true?"
"Um, yes I suppose it is."
"Would this also include protecting those that cannot protect themselves."
I smiled, this answer was going to be best thing I ever said in my life....Aside from saying I'm an Outlaw, that is. "Absolutely ."
"Good, then I am requesting your help in a difficult matter of ours."
"Ok, what's the problem?"
"A unit of the space forces has been harassing us to make them powerful weapons that they could use to defeat Ka-Shinta. Now we are very peaceful by nature. So much so that not one weapon has ever been brought so this planet. We even find them sac-religious."
Man, no wonder people looked at me funny. I was toting around three deadly firearms....I must have been these people's devil or something....No wait, The Forces seemed to cover that job just fine.
"Now because we have refused for so long, the Supreme Commander of the Space Forces is going to personally come to our planet. I know that if he comes he will force us to make the weapons. He will even start to kill our people. In our state we are utterly defenseless. Please, you must help us."
No way, me against the Space Forces?! Well, I was already up against Ka- Shinta and the biggest group of Outlaws. Might was well go for the Triple Crown.
"Sure, alright. Just leave it to me and my crew. After we're done those Forces scum won't step a foot here ever again."
Malashar smiled wider then anything I seen. "Thank you so very much. If your words are true then the entire planet of Galactica will be in your debt."
"Hey, it's no problem. We're here to help. Do you know were my crew is?"
"Yes, they are in the recreational room. It is only down the hall way. You should be able to find it."
"Thank you, See you later."
I walked out a down the hall way. Jess was the first one to say hi, I just glared at her. "You told them we could help?"
She looked like a two year old whose hand was caught in the cookie jar. "It was the only thing I could think of that would let us use there healing things!"
"Do you even know what you got us into?! We have to defend an entire planet!"
"W-What? He didn't tell me about that."
"Well he told me. He said the Supreme Commander of the Space Forces is coming down with some help to force these guys to make some weapons and if not then BAM! No more planet! God, Jess. Don't you ever think?!"
"I was thinking, Strife! I was thinking about you and how you needed some help!! Couldn't you at least be a little grateful that I went through this for you? You didn't even say thank you, you just started running your mouth! God!!"
She stormed out of the room, pushing me into a nearby wall....Great, now what do I do? Why was I only thinking about myself? She really did save my life by getting me here. She also stayed on the bridge while we were leaving Mezadye to make sure I made it on safely....She whole time she's been thinking of me. Why couldn't I do the same for her?
I sat on a couch next to a window. Kitty came up next to me. "Just so you know, She was stressing for the whole day you were out. She never left your room. I'm going to go see if she's ok, you sit here and think about what you did."
Mel and Aisha followed her as she left. I sighed.....Women.....
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Author's note: Ok, there it is. It's not great but it's here. You'll learn more about Galactica and their involvement with the Space Forces in the next chapter. You'll also meet the main antagonist of the Forces side. Well, that's it then. Strife has powerful people from all thee sides pissed off at him. Can he still pull off the impossible and save this universe?!?! Hell yeah!!!
And yes, more main characters will join my story.There's even one more crewman that need to join. I'll have to think about the mcdougles though.
"Good reading equals good times." I'm out.